Chapter 40

                                    

                                          
The pack sat around the living room, silent. Everyone's heart filled with grief and worry. They sat, faces blank as they tried to come up with something that would fix their terrible situation. Isaac had just gotten home from the hospital and there was still no word from Emma. She had been missing for about four days now. Everyone was on edge. "Well?" Allison asked, breaking the tense silence. Everyone shrugged, confused and upset, trying to think up plans in their heads.
                          
"Well my mom is going to send out the oni to look for her tonight. If they find her...." Kira said, speaking to the pack. Her mom had filled her in on a small part of the story, but it wasn't much to work with. All she knew is that the Oni were after Emma, and would destroy her at all costs. Everyone nodded, more worry now being added. 
                          
"We have to find her. The plan for now is find her and keep her safe and under control. If we can do that until we find a cure, then we can prevent any more trouble" Scott spoke. Derek nodded.
                          
"Well how exactly are we going to get her to come with us? Or hold her down? In case you are forgetting she is a spirit. A powerful trickster spirit" Lydia interjected. Scott nodded, cracking his knuckles.
                          
"I know. Deaton's working on something. Right now, lets just focus on finding her. We'll split up" Scott reiterated. The pack all got to their feet, preparing to head out. Derek stayed seated, head tilted. His eyes were distant, not paying attention. "Derek?" Scott asked, worry in his eyes. 
                          
"Do you hear that?" he whispered. Scott closed his eyes as he listened. He heard nothing and then a high pitched ringing filled his ears. He winced a little. "Its one of Argent's emitters" Derek whispered, finally looking up to Scott. A confused look came across Allison's face. 
                          
"That's not possible" she spoke, a sense of dread filling them. She looked up to meet their eyes. "My dad, he's with Deaton. He said he was going as his protection. He just told me they were safe and in Japan" Allison explained "Its not him". Isaac tilted his head, listening again.
                          
"Its-Its coming from the basement" Isaac spoke softly. "Its coming from right beneath us" he added. Stiles felt chills run down his spine. He looked down at the floor, terror evident on his face. The pack stood still, fear rushing through their veins. Someone was in their basement. Someone could have easily heard that conversation. The pack stood staring at the ground until the twins made a direct rush towards the door.
                          
"Wait!" Scott called as he chased after them. The twins impulsiveness usually got them in trouble. The rest of the pack followed behind them as they made their way to the basement. The twins crashed down the stairs, breathing heavily, their eyes glowing. They came to a halt when they saw who stood across the basement. Stiles and Scott crashed into the twins' backs when they stopped abruptly. "Wha-" Scott began to ask, but stopped when he realized to. The pack came to a halt, holding their breath as they waited. Across the dusty empty basement stood Emma. Her back was facing them, the emitter in her hand. She turned around, noticing the pack. A worried look immediately came over her when she noticed the raging twins.
                          
"Guys I swear its-" she was cut off by the twins. With a loud growl they charged her, slamming her up against the wall. They held her by the throat, cutting off her air. She struggled and gasped for breath. The pack watched in shock, unsure of what to do. Emma struggled, trying to speak, but the twins were crushing her vocal cords. 'Stiles, please they're choking me' Emma called out in Stiles's head. Stiles's breathe was taken away. She hadn't spoken to him like that since before she had become void. 'Stiles please" she cried. 
                          
"Stop!" Stiles called frantically, his eyes filled with tears. "Stop! Stop!" he called. Scott noticed his friends distress, and pulled the twins off of her, emitting a loud growl, putting them in their places. Emma dropped to the ground, clutching her throat. Scott pulled the twins back so they stood with the rest of the pack. Stiles stood staring at her, shaking. Half of him screamed to run and embrace her. The other half told him she was dangerous. He sniffled, his eyes glued to her, watching for her next move.